In their natural state, English muffins are vile, bordering on the unedible, if not poisonous. I know nothing of their history, but if they were indeed invented by the English, then that only serves to enhance England's reputation for terrible food.
This being the case, why are English muffins so incredibly delectable when toasted? There are few foods I'd rather eat for breakfast than a toasted English muffin, garnished with a nutritious cube of butter. No, not margarine. Not even if it's churn-style Country Crock. It must be real butter. Salted real butter. And not the store brand, either. Land o' Lakes or better is a requirement for the ultimate in toasted English muffin experiences.
This is definitely one of life's mysteries...
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